Buddha said, “We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves.” Do you believe this is true?
I’ve always been surrounded by people who share this concept, and for some people it rings true, however, for others, like myself, I’m not entirely certain…
Where is your happy place?
I find that I can have all different kinds of happy places…
A mad scientist friend offers you a chip that would allow you to know what the people you’re talking to are thinking. The catch: you can’t turn it off. Do you accept the chip?
Oh god yes, who wouldn’t love to be able to read people’s minds? …and then call them out on their bullshit! Continue reading
Whether a person, a pet, an object, or a place, write about something or someone you connected with from the very first second.
Easy. My last trip away which was only 100-or-so kilometres away to a place called Torquay.
What helps you keep thoughts in perspective so they don’t overwhelm you?
*lol* Well, let’s just be honest here… this doesn’t happen.
My mind is constantly whirring with a thousand different thoughts all at once – and each thought is like a never-ending mind map, it’s just that each thought branches off into it’s own though, which in turn branches into another thought… and they all happen simultaneously and it drives me crazy. Being alone with my thoughts is probably one of the worst things, and one of the best things all at the same time.
The worst because it really can become overwhelming, especially if they’re full of emotion and suddenly I’m sitting in the bathtub having a shower at 1am silently crying… yet I might not necessarily know why. But at the same time, whilst I’m crying I’ll be thinking to myself, ‘I really should be writing this. I should be writing about ALL of this’.
WRITE ABOUT ALL THE FEELS!!
But the good thing about these moments of silent-emotional-breakdown, is that it allows me to put the emotion to the side (or, well, outside – in the form of tears / pain / sadness etc) and look at just the facts. Analyse everything. Pros. Cons. Good. Bad. If X then Y. And then I start to look at solutions, alternatives etc.
It’s not necessarily the best way to deal with my thoughts, but like I said, I’m so preoccupied having so many of them now, I really don’t know where to begin. Take this exact moment… finish blog post; post to blog her; oh god I need to poo; damn I can’t stay any longer or i’ll be late for class; I need to change my playlist; i’m so hungry; i want cake; oh, no seriously, i need to poo; i gotta get out of this office; god damn i have so many feelings; wow, I’m really typing quite fast – go me! I can’t sit still properly; i should have another drink of water; i wonder if it still smells like fire outside?; is it hot outside? why haven’t i finished this yet?? GAAAHHH!!!
And that’s normal for me. All at once. I hear all that from the moment I wake up, to the moment I go to sleep. All day. CONSTANTLY. It’s almost impossible not to let it get to you and become overwhelming, but I think that because I’ve been like that for so many years, I’m used to it, and to not have such an active brain would probably send me crazy… like certifiably, white jump-suit padded-room crazy.
When and where do you do your best thinking? In the bathroom? While running? Just before bed, or first thing in the morning? On the bus? Why do you think that is?
It depends on my mood.
Generally, it’s whenever I’m by myself, because I can be alone with my thoughts… all of them. Ugh, so many thoughts. But when I’m alone and I’m not being distracted, then I can focus on at least one stream of consciousness racing around inside my head.
Like at the moment, I’m at home on the couch in my pj’s. It’s 12:30pm, and I have a raging headache because instead of breakfast I’ve had 3 handfuls of peanut m&m’s, but I’ve got some music on in the background, and I can focus solely on my blogging and getting all my posts up to date without being distracted.
When I’m feeling sad or depressed, I usually find myself sitting in the bathtub when I’m having a shower either hugging my knees, or curled in the foetal position being overwhelmed by emotions.
kinda like that… but with boy bits.
I generally don’t really do my best thinking until later in the afternoon, or even moreso, late at night – again, when I’m not being distracted. It’s hard to focus on thoughts and concentrate when I’m constantly being distracted and interrupted. But sometimes, it can get really tiring. I sometimes wish that I could just switch off all the voices and thoughts in my head, or alternatively, be able to write them all out simultaneously so then I can quieten my mind.
This is why I can’t really do things like yoga / relaxation / meditation. I can’t lay there and be awake and not have a million things going on in my brain.
In order for me to be able to do that, I just need to be asleep. Then I’m not aware of what’s happening in my head. Instead I just end up having really fucking weird dreams for what feels like hours at a time.
I think I need to go get some Advil… this headache is just not getting any better. I should probably eat something…
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